Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was on the window ledge?
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a note which no one
In hand the note just said:
"Never turn my back on
turn is back on me.
Never tried once to out,
I just couldn't get in the start."

The children all clever games
The gave them clever names
Turned them all from young
On to the drug
Feed them T.V.
Teach them just how they play
For the that start to stray
Cut them off they obey

Our friend was not the type
To want to to stand and fight
Bully boys all pick
Upon the lonely kid
The grown ups all looked and long
Said "He's got two he can stand on"
We like the sickly ones
The boisterous ones are much fun

He it hard to socialize
Cause he laughed or want he cried
In the wrong he'd be chastised
An idiot to be
Never learnt to the game the way
your supposed to play
Never learnt the to say
Or lock emotion away

Who was on the window ledge?
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a which no one read
In desperate hand the just said:
"Never my back on society
turn is back on me.
All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong."
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong"
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong"

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The child is full of woe
Into the adult he will grow
Have unfree of is own
On and on and so it

Take your from off your genitals
Eat those and grow up strong
Don't yourself it's very naughty
Stephen, Stephen don't you
speak now we are talking
Not a word less you
There's listening
embarrass us
And never let us you masturbate

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When I was a baby my mummy me
If I was a bad boy daddy would me
When I was a my mummy lectured
If I was a good boy I be rewarded

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your I'm not to be respected
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a where I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and three pike
My mummy's
My mummy's

When I was a little girl my mummy me
Had to make an to make myself pretty
Got to get a husband, got to have a
Got to be a credit to the rest of the

Mummy, daddy, what more would you
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a place I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and pike suits
My mummy's
My gone

Now that I'm older, I know you scared me
But I don't hold it you, though it damage me sorley
I know a victim just just like me
You can the pressure just just like me

Mummy, daddy, what more would you
In your I'm not to be respected
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My gone
To a place I can't go
A place that's cloaked in thy
Of corporate
Supermarkets and three suits
My mummy's
My mummy's